It was so hot and hard. I felt myself tighten my grip on his cock as I felt his cock throb in my hand and felt my own clit throb in sync. Then he forc...fully pushed me on my knees so that I was directly facing his hard cock.I knew what he wants, but that was something I was never going to do. He said, "Now slut, suck my cock. Make me feel good." But, I told him no. He then held me by my hair and tried to put the cock in my mouth. But I told him that I was not ready to do that. He got frustrated. (in the dp she was wearing Punjabi with dupatta to her neck revealing her beautiful boobs)To my shock, her reply made me hard in shorts.Sw: Maybe my hubby is not looking with your eyes.Me: I think so.Sw: So it’s late. Are you not getting sleep?Me: I think it’s hard to sleep after watching such beauty.Sw: Is it really that hard to sleep?I understood her indirect wordsMe: Yes it very hard… to sleep. Look at that beautiful eyes, lips, cheeks, neckSw: That’s it?Me: Not really, there’s a big list to. "Mmm, yes. You're hungry for my human pussy. Is it better than wyvern snatch?"The wyvern didn't answer. He only kept bathing my pussy with his flicking attacks. They were rapid, the forked tongue caressing a different part of my pussy every time. Sometimes they brushed my dripping labia, other times my clit.My pussy clenched every time my clit was caressed. My hips shock as my tangy juices dripped down my thighs. His wings tightened on me as his lips pressed against my pussy. The tongue flicked. She told me it made her feel good to be doing it because the poor woman was not a very good reader and she liked the fact the librarian figured her for a real live “bookworm”.I had already turned 16 but was still too young to smoke cigarettes, drink beer, or even check out an adult book from the library. Now, when I say an “adult” book, I don’t mean it was like a dirty book. No, they were just the ordinary books that ordinary people read like “David Copperfield”. They were real strict in those.